INVERSE

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You ever feel like the world is moving backwards?

Like the days don't ever end?

Like the nights prolong and steal the light of day?

Like reality merges with your imagination,

And now, now you don't even know what is real anymore?

Now, all you see is the darkness,

That hovers over the earth,

That clouds your mind and soul,

That whispers sadness into the world.

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poetry

◄ DAYS OF OLD

A SATURDAY ►

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